The beginning of the story.
It was Qi Chen who was staring at the pure white ceiling, and the bright light shone into his eyes, which stung him.
The next second, just by blinking his eyes, Qi Chen smelled the pungent smell of blood, and the pure white ceiling was already rotten.
Something as thick as blood slowly dripped down, and when it was about to drip onto the tip of Qi Chen's nose, he sat up.
At the same time, along with the dripping of liquid, there was a harsh rustling sound in the ears, like a rusty and dull machine turning on after draining its life.
[Game... Game starts... Please please please... Rules...]
With a snap, the world fell into silence.
☆A cute new author writes for fun, with an imaginary world view and fictional plot!
☆Everyone please be merciful and be kind! Thank you very much!
☆It's all based on one's own will to create heavenly and earthly bombings × Fake indifference, true madness, evil charm and madness
Intention: Live great